Marie sent me a text on Thursday, "If you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be?" At the time of that text I had just had a fight with my boss about keeping my office door closed. My response to Marie, "Angry."
I've said it before, I'll go to my grave saying it; I love what I do. Unfortunately, I'm starting to feel like I'm TOO passionate about it & don't have a clue how to dial that down.
I get worked up over the most ridiculous stuff. This week it is a matter of wanting to stop allowing patients to treat my office like a walk-in clinic; as the psychiatrist at work put it. I want to work with my door closed. My bosses boss (Big Richard) is about as supportive as a worn out jockstrap. He wants to have a meeting to discuss how I can make the work go away. He's made it clear in the past that I'm not getting anymore help & honestly, that's okay. It's not another set of hands I need.
The problem is that when I have patient information laid out on my desk & someone walks in I have to scramble to "hide" stuff. That is leading to misplaced, misfiled, or destroyed documents.
I've asked to be allowed to have an appointment only policy to be told no that I need to have my office open at a minimum of 2 days a week. Funny--our medical records section only has their window open 2 days & there are 10 people that work in there. WTF? He's a dick (Big Richard, get it).
This is really disjointed.
The point of this is that I'm thinking about leaving. I did give my resignation on Thursday & was asked to hold on until Monday to turn it in. I waited. As I type this, I'm still inclined to turn it in.
I have to add here that I do have a lot of people that do support me. My boss was completely unglued when I told her. My old boss is someone that I can still turn to for venting. The doctors I work with...One of them got home from Iraq this week & told me on Friday that I was one of the first people he came looking for.
The problem is that despite their support -- they all leave. Sarah will be leaving in less than a year & I'm really going to miss her. My boss is trying to leave because her husband is already gone & funny thing, she wants to be with him. Go figure. The doctors are here for a maximum of 4 years.
Big Richard leaves this summer so I'll be able to play a game of, "but I've been doing this for years."
They will all be gone and I will still be here fighting the same uphill battles I fight now.
I'm thinking about getting certified to do medical transcription or billing & coding so I can work from home like Kimmie. Seriously.
Enough about that.
It was 60 degrees when Erin came home from work today. We took a run. Did a mile & some intervals after for a total of 30 minutes what I'm going to call steady state cardio. Woot.
Eating has been on track. I'm not journaling because it's the same stuff all the time. Vegitables & protein. Vegitables, starch, & protein. Fruit & protein.
We went out for dinner for John's birthday last night. We went to On the Border. I had steak fajitas without the tortilla--I did eat the rice & beans. It was YUMMY!
Tonight we're going to Panera to meet some friends. I'm having a salad & soup. I love their onion soup.
2 comments:
Hope things start to look better at work, at least for a while I guess.
What I do is a very rapidly dying profession, but I love it and hope it can hold out for me for several more years.
I'm sorry you had a tough(er) week. In this day of HIPAA, I don't think your "closed door policy" or appointment only requests are unreasonable at all. As someone who always has way too much paperwork on her desk also, it is beyond frustrating when different files get mixed up because you had to scramble to cover up stuff.
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